Wiley - Sk**zone lyrics

I get the flow FARDA Since old school I expect the money days All a n***a stubborn and go ate If you don't double the hussle you don't k I repped it from day Yours on the road this day to Bombay n***as I'm a darling cut so gray And the flow should be in Guantanamo Bay When I spray Oh my flow's kinda bad f** a millionaire that was gonna be a billionaire I swear let's come prepared If you think they coming from there then funds are there Double eble couch when the air and double dare Tap and don't care I will leave your bumble bad Give your girl my number Tell her I will leave her there Keep next week I'll be in the underwear Keep your number there Yo, it's me Eating all the MC's Somebody toss me a napkin I'm a captain What can't you see Give me the BOI On a feature reach your peace But your girlfriend went Wet, wet, wet Like a new molly Ice T, peach Come to our new screech When I end up with a new like meek Still grew up on hotel one day I'm a lab test, gonna run free Them boy can't level with me Then I can't level with me now Try to see me how Step in the square Circle show no tones Punched at them hooks and you never went around I been with arcs anybody out You never go on like you never been around Plus they took a tour when I walk it f**s on flas I'm never around I want the breeze like you never seen none That's why you never seen me no Like you spending the whole summer in your house Free saying with the speak, I'm ready with the sound Don't believe one word you say You talk about like they never been enough I mean the iRich no irish Ye I got singles, but on the couch Firing, under the wagon East gets hotter if it keeps on styling If another Mc66 sees the best in front Then I tell him Mc don't laggin Plus when I come from blade I lookin it like I'm willing All these one MC's one is on wheel I fall right through tryin to chill into it I'm not You're the one getting stoned n***a my head f**ed Mc's getting and I'm spending all over I'm west still sappin away for a year I been away for a year But lying upper lips sayin I paid my dues Enough said, there ain't a page on my checkbook left There's ain't a page on my checkbook left I came to get paid So if you ain't family or don't involve money Then don't come to me I'm on a road to riches come follow me MOB be the policy Think I'm joking? ask Wiley It's never been a joke to hold in a big spliff boy But I know when you were this strict You would end up bust statistic If it is this on my headcase Told you from first sight Don't get caught on the wrong side of my Put out the word it's Big Shizz I ain't tweeting you online I'ma keep you on sight And of course I'm high And I burn trees like a forest fire You might find good trees bonzai From time it took to one time You're asleep for a long time My my my my missed up a few laughs From way back man I been grime Every cool or everything's fine ‘Cause the boon on 'cause the consider out I'm a boon now she's an enemy fine Never a couple of keep directs But I swore long time I spin directs Seen more mistakes been Wiley since 8 Everyone's of my family is ache Ever seen our time is bake You wait for a thing my wait Louie sh** weeds but I part from Dave But I buy from long But I don't care if you big and dunk But I don't care if you big And you got it big and you lay when I have it soft I hit it now in the head with a satchet Hit a man over in the head with a cake I make straight for your legs I'ma hit Cat he scratch he did I'm a edge Tried to say everything at once And you gonna got me feeling astray for the head Stop drum roll style, hot shop flow style I might just bring that back from the dead Slug, you getting so up Oh my days did you hear what he said? I can't believe that you actually said that Gonna end up in jail or dead I'm not, I'm not And I ain't saying that I actually are You wanna dis me and my fam So I'm going off listening to off